In which I venture into Kindle Unlimited

I've resisted the siren's call of KU, mainly because I trust Amazon as far as I can throw it (its policies re erotica are vague and ever-changing, and its penalties are draconian). And I certainly felt smug last fall when the corporation pulled the rug out from beneath erotica writers by dropping the royalty rate (which, most agree, was unrealistically high). But now the rate is extremely low--somewhere around a half-cent a page read (how the royalty is calculated).

With all that said, a lot of writers still swear that KU is too enormous to ignore, marketing-wise. So I listed my latest book, Love for Rent (http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B01A...), on KU as an experiment.

It's highly unlikely that simply listing one book will have a big impact on my sales, although hope springs eternal that folks who read it will want to check out the rest of my catalog. (And as far as moving my entire catalog over to KU? Very difficult to do, because my books are sold around the world by a lot of distributors.)

I'll report back on this blog about how my experiment goes. If you're on KU and like explicit erotica, please check out Love for Rent!

The blurb: In Book 5 of Junie Makes Michael, disaster strikes: Junie’s sexual hijinks land her in trouble with the law—she makes headlines and loses her job. What’s a girl to do? Rather than sit on her ass, Junie decides to rent it, along with the ass of her live-in girlfriend Melanie. The notoriety of her arrest catapults her into the upper echelons of high-end escorting, where her sexual adventures include a lesbian sex show with Melanie, sex on (not in) a luxury British car, and a three-way in a private jet at forty thousand feet. [MF, FF, FFM, squirting, female masturbation, big black cock, femdom, cuckold, public sex, escort, prostitution, whore]

Excerpt:

Junie was stretched across the bedcovers, her face between Melanie’s thighs. Her legs were spread, her fat pussy lips protruding between the perfectly round ass cheeks of her creamy bottom. Melanie’s knees were raised, her hands stroking Junie’s hair as her lover tongued and licked her pussy.

The door opened and a young woman, fully clothed, entered with a tray. She set it on the table next to the bed, smiled and left the room. A man sitting in a wing chair rose, walked to the table and poured a glass of wine. His right hand continued to stroke his cock as he stood, looking down at the bed and the two women deep in the throes of cunnilingus.

Junie rolled over to the side of the bed and motioned to him. He leaned over, smiling.

“Mr. Rapja, I wouldn’t want you to waste any of that tasty goo on a jerk-off,” she cooed. “Wouldn’t you rather fire that hot load inside me? After I make my girlfriend come?”

“Don’t worry ‘bout that. And it’s just ‘Rapja.’ You know, like rapture. And, baby, I do want to fuck your tight pussy!”

Junie reached up and pulled him down. She kissed him, smearing his face with Melanie’s juices, then pushed him away.

“What is it about you ladies?” Rapja said as Junie returned to Melanie, planting kisses on her freshly shaved Mound of Venus and her glistening, swollen labia. “I watch plenty of ladies fuck, but you two…”

Melanie, massaging her ample breasts with her hands and sounding very far away, answered. “It’s not an act.”

“Really lesbians, huh?”

“Really anything,” Junie said, now fingering Melanie’s clit. “I think she’s about ready to blow. You gonna come for me, baby? Your clit is so hard!”

Junie put an arm around her waist and pulled Melanie’s hips off the bed as she masturbated her. Rapja, thrusting his hips as he beat off, his thigh muscles clenching, moved to the foot of the bed for a better view.

“I wouldn’t stand there,” Junie warned.

He stepped to the side just as Melanie came, yelping as Junie swirled two fingers on her clit, and shooting a rooster-tail of girl cum out of her pussy that splatted on the carpet.